For those not on board the anime train Death Note is a supernatural suspense thriller in which the main character seeks to create a better world, by killing people. He uses a notebook from a ‘Shinigami’ (“death god”) to write the names of criminals who then die after having their names transcribed in this ‘Death Note.’

Generally speaking I am against capital punishment and using fear to install world peace. However, on any bad day (which today rates rather high on the list) I operate on a very different plane of thought.

Who decides what is justice? Who determines what is moral? You? Some old book that most people never read cover to back?

I have said many times in regards to politics that I don’t care at all the vehicle for positive social change. The Democratic Party, The Republican Party, The Green Party … I really couldn’t care less about the branding. All I care about is results. Any political party or movement that can show me they will affect positive change to serious societal issues has my support.

This same pragmatic approach is exactly why in my dark moments I find myself speaking as if I were Kira. I’ve even been known to throw down some fire & brimstone at the same people who throw it on me. I don’t believe in a Hell outside of this living world, but enough readings of the Bible would make anyone start wanting to shove some sulfur and endless torment on the bullies, stalkers, racists, bigots, homophobes and zealots who make it their business to inform us of their vile nature.

It’s a false paradise bathed in blood. Beyond that once the new world was founded, Kira must then die. He could never live as the ‘god’ of his kingdom for he would be a collection of more mass genocide on his hands than could ever be tolerated in the this new utopia.

But my mind wanders on these topics at times, even without the aid of gothic anime shows.

Would this world founded on fear and death be so vastly different from our world of today?

People decide every day that life in this world is not worth living.

Would Kira’s Kingdom truly be so awful to live in that people would continue to see existence as vile and loathsome?

There is no question in my mind that true peace is not founded on a pile of corpses.

But how long must the world sit bleeding and dying in wait for true peace?

In my experience reality is not a decision between ideology versus ideology, but rather between a destructive status-quo versus a catastrophic realism.

“Two wrongs don’t make a right.” But this supposes there is anything but “wrong” in the world in the first place. If everything in the world is nothing but “wrong” to begin with then “two wrongs” is just nothing more than the world in motion, and the question becomes only what world will we be left with after the actors have played their parts and exited the stage.

Kayne West and his jackassery have opened the door for me to talk about something that probably is little discussed amongst the trash-talk and ridiculous defenders of West. As a fan of his music, and someone who knew his name before this little stunt, I feel I should take a short walk into both the true motives of Kayne’s interruption and the belly of the beast called “modern culture.”

The first of Kayne West’s secret motives for jumping up on stage like a Joe Wilson-wannabe was to try and get into Beyonce’s pants. And he failed. Because like myself she was offended by his actions and gave Taylor her moment back after big-bad Kayne took it away. Beyonce is all class.

The second secret motive was fighting what might be called a ‘vast rightwing conspiracy‘ of mixing of country music / Disney Enterprises with rap music / MTV Enterprises. I doubt Kayne West would ever use that language, but I contend that this was probably why he actually did it.

At least in his view, mine too most likely if I ever watch both videos, this was a bone thrown to the growing country music audience in the younger generation.

It’s like teenagerist culture wars hiding underneath the surface of the VMAs.

The final secret motive was what I already said at the top of the blog: this was a stunt. Probably not a planned stunt but a stunt none the less. The more arrogant and over-the-top he is, the more records he is likely to sell.

Name of the game.

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I like to hear that the president has my back on the issue. At least on the first part with the jackassery, anyway.

Yes indeed, I’m alone again,
And here comes emptiness crashing in,
It’s either love or hate, I can’t find in-between,
Cause I’ve been with witches, and I’ve been with a queen,

It wouldn’t have worked out anyway,
So for now it’s just another lonely day,
Further along we just may,
But for now it’s just another lonely day,

I wish was something that I could say or do,
I could resist anything but, the temptation from you,
But I’d rather walk alone, than chase you around,
I’d rather fall myself, than let you drag me on down,

It wouldn’t have worked out anyway,
So for now it’s just another lonely day,
Further along we just may,
But for now it’s just another lonely day,

Yesterday seems like a lifetime ago,
Because the one I love today, I hardly know,
You who I held so close in my heart,
Grow further from me with every falling tear,

It wouldn’t have worked out anyway,
So for now it’s just another lonely day,
Further along we just may,
But for now it’s just another lonely day.